F The World

Calvin Crabtree

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    Lost mind broke heart am I a shell of a man?
    This was not my plan it was planned on me
    Setup to fail but yet I rise above
    He flame on a quest for the fortune and fame
    No blame except for my self never realized it
    Now I'm in the game trying to open people eyes
    Not surprised they was hating they knew I'd make it
    The lord set a path to release me please believe me
    People they wanting to be or shit talking
    Either way I'm part of the sean names
    Calvin Crabtree but call me Freddy Kruger
    Cause I'm the man of ya dreams not drifting
    Always on point ready to ride just give me the signal
    Taking them out even if they busting from every direction
    Keep the heat on me ain't got to tell me I'm crazy
    I realize it when I drink alone and think back
    It gets me down dose it embed more rage
    Shit I'm wild from society's standeards
    Yet I look for and ask but they have no answers
    I guess I just become a man huh

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    So who don't you just go ahead and drop it I'm like no other
    When I come threw busting mide of a militant leader
    Gifted to spit so I preach who else gonna reach
    Rap come and go lessons stay learned
    O I'm gonna stay down still balling still smiling
    An simulate chilling or rolling
    Can't' simulate it it's real still I'm in the flesh
    Possessed guided by spirits or thought from the top
    Of his head either way it's the best no contest
    Catch Crabtree drinking that brew spitting that game
    Stay doing his own thing commercial character buster
    Is what half these fools is had to set it straight
    In the beginning they said rap was a trend
    Now the real MC lost I'm fin to follow
    In they shadows so look for me I'm living the life
    All the ladies tell me I sound so nice
    On a come up can stop it you might heard this shit
    And it sound familiar but it's something new
    Busting threw all ya crew sounding lame
    No true talent all punch lines and trying to diss
    No one got it like this
    You swift footed go ahead and tire out
    I make the fire come out

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